Darling [h.s]

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Song For This Chapter:

La di da- Lennon Stella

"You're gonna say something you don't mean

So just before you take it too far, hold my ears say 'la da da di da'
Your empty words made for hurting me

So just before you take it too far, hold my ears say 'la da da di da'"

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Darlene's POV:

I took everything Maya said into consideration, I really did. I considered letting Harry talk to me but I quickly changed my mind. I decided I just wanted whatever this was to be over, I'm just done.

I'm over feeling confused and you may say I'm running from my problems but I don't care.

Harry was the one that decided to blow everything up. He took it too far. We were bound to explode at some point. Him and I are like bombs and we knew how to set eachother off. Harry just happened to be the one who did it first.

Though I hate the thought of doing it, and I almost asked Maya to do it for me, I need to get the clothes I left at Harry's. Having someone else go pick it up for me would just make me look weak, I want to appear unaffected.

But getting my clothes from him and returning the clothes he let me borrow will signify the nail in the coffin. We'll not longer have anything that ties us together, not even an article of clothing.

Though I dreaded doing it I open up my phone and go to the messages with Harry. I don't even bother reading them. I'm surprised he's kept at it for this long, it's almost been a week since it happened.

A week where I have managed not to run into him, making sure I wasn't working any of the same days as him.

I quickly type out a message,

Darlene: I need to pick up the clothes I left at your apartment at some point, let me know when I can come by.

I send the message quickly, before I talk myself out of it. I honestly contemplated just never getting them from him, but like I said I want there to be absolutely no ties left to each other.

Harry: Okay, you can come whenever. I'm off today

Sighing I click my phone off not bothering to respond and just going into my room to get the sweatpants and t-shirt he let me borrow. I even put on a cute outfit to give myself a bit of a confidence boost for what I'm about to do.

Before any ideas pop into your head, I don't intend on talking to him. This will be a very quick exchange, I'm not in the mood to discuss anything.

Like I said, this is a fresh wound. It needs time to heal, the last thing I need is to let Harry potentially rip it open again.

Once I have Harry's clothes in my hand I go to grab my keys. I want to get this over with as fast as I can, and luckily I remembered Harry's address from when he told the uber driver. Plus his apartment building is near one of my favorite restaurants in town, so I know the way without having to put it in my GPS.

I put on my music softly in the background to try and distract my mind, but it's no use.

I don't know how I'll react when I see Harry in person. But I have to remind myself, no matter how upset he is, he was the one who caused it for himself. Whatever I said to him was in defense for his verbal attacks.